02x02 - Episode 2

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Rojst - The Mire". Aired: August 18, 2018.*
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In an early-'80s Polish town, a prost*tute and a youth leader are found k*lled, but the police's handling of the case makes two journalists suspicious.
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02x02 - Episode 2

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[soldiers speaking German]

[eerie instrumental music plays]

[inmate panting]

[soldiers speaking German]

[music building]

[wind rushing]

[dog barking]

[inmate panting]

[banging]

[dog barking]

[dog barking]

[woman] I'll be right back
I'll take the garbage down.

- [door shuts]
- [hurried footsteps]

[glass clinking]

[woman giggling, gasping]

[melodic instrumental music plays]

[woman] Witek.

[both panting]

Witek.

[woman panting]

Wait.

[both panting]

Witek.

[both gasping]

[woman] I must tell you something.

[woman catches her breath]

I overheard my mom
talking to our neighbor.

[flames crackling]

We must leave soon.

But why?

Elsa.

Where to?

To the west.

The Russians are close.

You should be happy.

You'll be free at last.

Stay with me.

We'll manage somehow.

We'll figure something out.

You can't imagine
what they'd do to me if they found me.

[Witek sighing]

[Elsa] Listen to me, love.

[Witek breathing deeply]

The w*r will soon be over.

Everyone says so.

[Witek sighs]

Then we'll find each other.

[Elsa chuckles]

[Witek sighs]

[kissing]

[door opening, creaking]

[door shutting]

[glass clinking]

[Elsa] Quick. It's my father.

[footsteps]

[stove door creaking]

[flames crackling]

[eerie instrumental music plays]

[father panting]

[flames roaring]

[Elsa gasping]

[Elsa] It's happening.

[sizzling]

[father screaming]

[father groaning, gasping]

[eerie instrumental music plays]

[baby screaming, crying]

[woman speaking German]

[man] Look at those Krauts run.

[father speaking German]

[children crying]

[family speaking German]

[soldier yelling in Russian]

The Russkies are here.

- [soldier] Let them go!
- [father] Don't sh**t!

- [horse neighs]
- [indistinct chatter]

- [g*nsh*t]
- [people screaming]

[music building]

Serves them right, the German c**ts.

[g*nsh*t]

[people screaming]

[male reporter] Government is expected
to reach a decision


regarding a proposed program
for flood relief.


They will appoint...

- [detective] So you do arts and crafts?
- No. That's, uh... It's from Krysia.

It's like her...

[stutters] ...hobby.

[Mika grunting]

[indistinct yelling]

[radio tuning, static]

Does Sosnowsky's hogweed grow
where you found the body?

I don't know. I don't remember. Why?

No reason.

[children yell indistinctly]

Okay, what's on your mind?

Not even an idiot would insure real estate
built on a flood plain.

[Mika] So?

What if someone blew up the dike
in Gronty to protect Oaza?

Hm. Change the...

[stutters] ...classification
of the boy's death from accidental to...

to involuntary manslaughter.

- You could prosecute.
- Exactly.

Where did you come up with this...

[stutters] ...story?

When the dike first broke
Jupiter was dominant

while Venus was rising favorably.
That makes accidents unlikely.

[dialing]

[indistinct yelling]

- [muffled ringing]
- [Mika snorts]

[construction noise]

[door shutting]

[hammering]

[workers yelling indistinctly]

[Mika sighs]

[Mika] Hm.

[Mika chuckles] Nice place.

What are you doing?

[detective laughs]
You can call me Krysia.

[heavy machinery noise]

It's beautiful.

[muffled romantic music plays]

Do you like it?

[woman] So, so much.

I never ever saw anything as beautiful.

I love you.

[man] Now,

will you become my wife?

Oh, look at this one, hon.

What's the price per square meter?

[receptionist lip-smacks]

The prices are on page 10.

Any newlywed discounts?

I don't know, but you can ask my boss
when he gets here.

[muffled male voice] Please,
don't get angry!

[Kielak muffled] Listen!

Marrying my daughter does not
entitle you to piss away my money!

Jacek, it's my money!

[door opens]

Understood?

Good morning.

Uh, good morning.

Jacek Dobrowolski.

I'm the main shareholder of Oaza.

I'm sorry, it's a little crazy here
with the construction.

- Are you two looking to buy a new home?
- Yeah.

[Jacek] My office, if you please.

Uh... Marylka, coffee for our guests, okay?

Mine with cream.

And sugar.

- [Mika sighs]
- [Jacek] Come on in.

[receptionist sighs]

[Jacek] Please, sit down. Please.

[Mika sighing]

[Jacek] How can I help you?

We're looking for something
for us and our future child.

[china clinking]

- Oh! You're expecting. Congrats.
- [detective] Mm-hm.

Uh, how many weeks along?

[Mika stutters]

Two. Two or...

Uh, okay.

Uh, this whole estate's a paradise
for little ones.

Really.

And from our latest round
we have two houses left.

They'll both be brand new and ready

um, by winter time.

Ah. But we're looking to move now.

[Jacek] I'm sorry, but all finished houses
have sold like hot cakes.

[detective inhales]

Mm.

[Jacek inhaling]

Although,

um, maybe we could take a rental
that's left.

Its garden overlooks the forest.

How damp is it near the river,
with what's happened after the flood?

It's all handled. We use only the best
Scandinavian engineering.

[footsteps approaching]

Marylka! Uh...

- Would you show our guests number 12?
- Yeah, sure.

[tray clanging]

[Mika breathing heavily]

It's more likely to flood
at the palace of Wawel than here at Oaza.

[Mika grunts]

[dog barking]

[birds chirping]

[children chatter indistinctly]

That'll be fixed right away.

So, honey, what do you think?

[Mika breathes heavily]

[Mika stutters]

Very nice. Can we go now?

But the bathrooms?

- May I?
- [lip-smacks] Of course.

Around the corner.

[Mika sighs]

[footsteps departing]

[door opening]

- [detective] Thank you.
- [receptionist] You're welcome. Goodbye.

[Mika grunts]

[birds chirp]

[children chatter indistinctly]

[stuttering] What was the point
of that big f*cking show?

[detective laughs] "More likely
to flood at Wawel Palace than Oaza."

Don't you think that guy
was a bit over-confident?

Another assh*le salesman.

[children yell indistinctly]

[Wanda] I can't believe you're
sending me to a summer school.

[Teresa] It'll help you fit in.

[Wanda sighing]

This whole thing is crazy.

Please don't tell me that I'm just taking
that boy's place.

Stop talking like that.
Buckle up, please.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- [Jacek] Already right at home, settled?
- Almost.

How is it here, then?

- It's great here. Nice and rural.
- Mm.

But the mosquitoes are k*lling us.

[Jacek] Due to the long winter
and the flood.

We can always install mosquito nets
for you.

No. My daughter's exaggerating.
It's all right. Thank you.

Please give my best to your husband.

And if you need me, I'm yours.

- Of course, thank you.
- Whenever you want.

- Thanks so much.
- [slapping the car roof]

[dog barking]

[Teresa chuckles]

[church bell ringing]

[birds chirping]

[distant traffic noise]

[moody instrumental music plays]

[Piotr inhaling deeply, sighing]

[music builds]

[cell phones chiming]

[indistinct chatter]

[Jurek coughs, clears throat]

[typing]

Hi. It's, uh, good to see you.

I wish I could say the same to you.

[Drewicz inhales]

They say you never step
into the same mire twice.

Hah! No, it's not that bad.

- But I see that...
- You see don't see anything.

If you did, you wouldn't have come here.

- [Piotr clears throat]
- [chair scrapes]

I like a challenge.

- [Drewicz] Mm.
- Yeah.

Ah. So,

I'd like you to write a piece
about the cemetery at Gronty.

You must've lost your mind
after all these years.

Maybe, but I am still your boss here.
So, you know...

You can just f*cking fire me, okay?

Because I'm never going to touch
that subject.

We both know it's time to tell the truth
about what happened in the forest

during the w*r.

[Piotr] The flood only sped things up.

No one's going to do it better than you,
Kazik, for f*ck's sake!

[mocking] Kazik?

Hm.

[Drewicz snorts]

So you're just gonna write horoscopes
and sh*t?

The future means nothing to me
so it can't give me any surprises.

f*ck you then.

[mocking] Bye.

[siren wailing]

[vehicle driving away]

[siren fading]

POLICE

[radio tuning, static]

- [knocking]
- Come on.

What is it?

[door opens]

- [music distorts]
- [detective] Morning, chief.

[door shuts]

Eh. We'll see if it's any good.

[radio static]

Pulling out the antenna might help.

The antenna doesn't work. What's up?

[muffled music plays]

I'd like to share my concerns
regarding the break at the flood wall.

[chief] What do you mean?

I don't think the location
where the wall broke was random.

Maybe someone wanted it there.

The dike burst
because it was older than dirt.

Old and unmaintained.

Still, I'd like to request a bulldozer
and a pyrotechnical team.

A boy d*ed there.

Of course we'll call them in

and the whole anti-t*rror1st force.

Mulder and Scully as well.

What's this bullshit?

We don't have enough people
to run speed traps,

and you want me to get
some pyromaniacs down here?

Swear to God!

f*ck off.

Go and do something useful.

Stupid bitch.

- [phone ringing]
- [door shuts]

[distorted music plays louder]

♪ Little nostalgia ♪

[muffled police radio chatter]

[inhaling] What's up?

[detective] Why is it always
an uphill battle, Mika?

- Meaning what?
- Everything turns into bullshit.

I think your...

[stutters] ...standards are too high.

[Mika] Jass!

Why are you so...

[stutters] obsessed with the flood?

[phones ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

[Jass sighs]

I blew something off once, Mika.

And I still regret it.

[footsteps leaving]

[Mika sighs]

We all have...

sob stories.

- [Mika sighs]
- [stand clanking]

GRONTY HOUSING ESTATE

[eerie melodic music plays]

[Jass sighs]

[music builds]

[phone ringing]

- Hello?
- [officer] Jass, visitor for you.

Coming.

[indistinct chatter]

[gate buzzing]

[phones ringing]

Hello, ma'am?

You're filing a report?

Yes.

Follow me.

Were you there on the street earlier,
at Oaza?

Yes, I was.

- [Teresa] Are you shopping for a house?
- No. Have a seat.

This backpack belonged
to the boy who drowned at Gronty.

[Teresa] I thought you might want
to go through it.

How did you find it?

It was in his gym locker at the school.

Have you looked inside of it?

[Teresa] Uh-uh.

Well, that's good.

- What do you teach?
- [Teresa] I'm the school counselor.

- Did you know the boy?
- [Teresa sighs]

I just started yesterday.
I'm new around here.

[draw opens]

[Jass] Welcome to the club.

It must, uh... It must be a difficult time
to be a counselor.

Mm. Yes. Well, it's a challenge.

What is your Zodiac sign?

Pardon me?

A goat.

Hm. You mean Capricorn?

[Jass chuckles]
Born at the end of January, right?

- How did you know that?
- [Jass] It's the melancholy in your eyes.

What year were you born?

[clinking]

[chuckles] You need this
for the investigation?

No.

Just curious.

[muffled car alarm blares]

Nineteen sixty-two.

So your third January birthday is coming
pretty soon.

Interesting.

[siren wailing]

[Teresa clears throat]

Did you know believing in the Zodiac
is a sign of mania?

This mania has been in my family
for three generations.

[muffled traffic noise]

[Teresa chuckles]

We'll return the backpack to the family
when we're done.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

[door opening]

[footsteps departing]

[door shuts]

[Jass inhales]

[suspenseful instrumental music plays]

BROADCAST NUMBER 7

f*cking AWESOME RADIO

[indistinct chatter]

[Jass] Got a tape player here?

Well, we did once, but it d*ed
after the chief's birthday party.

Nothing?

[Jass sighs]

[steaming]

[Jarek wincing]

[melancholy instrumental music plays]

[indistinct chatter]

PAWNSHOP
CELL PHONES, GOLD, WATCHES

[bell ringing]

[clanking]

[door shuts]

- Hello.
- Hello, Miss.

- I'd like to make an appointment.
- Mm. Yeah, of course.

Uh, what day would you prefer to come in?

Now would be good.

Hello, sergeant.

I've been wondering when you were going
to come by.

How do you know who I am?

It's a beauty salon in a small town.

Come on.

[indistinct chatter]

['90s pop music plays]

♪ Whoo! ♪

[female vocalist humming]

How do you like it?

Why not surprise me?

[blow dryer hums]

[Nadia] With pleasure.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Someone who ♪

♪ Supposedly knows him... ♪

So, what do people
in a small-town hair salon say

about the broken flood retaining wall
at Gronty?

They say that the wall was
good old German craftsmanship.

And do they talk about that Oaza mogul?

[softly] Do you see the blonde in back?

[Nadia] Miss Alicja,
the wife of Oaza's owner.

Oh, really?

Mm-hm.

They say that without
all of her father's money

her husband would be a nobody.

Very interesting.

[Nadia] She comes in every day
looking for the perfect hairstyle.

[laughter]

And what does that say about her?

She really wants to look good
for her husband.

[clipping]

[moody electronic music plays]

♪ What is the world to you? ♪

♪ Like a gossamer, carried by your wind ♪

♪ Yeah, oh yeah ♪

♪ Show me a sliver of your lips
Show me your brain ♪


♪ Maybe these words are not big enough?
But I am... ♪


- [tape rewinding]
- [clicking]

What's up. It's your boy Daniel.

It's raining like a m*therf*cker today.

I'm sitting in my crib inviting you
to come listen in on the show.


Our topic today, among other things,

which chick from class 6A
has the ugliest c**t?


[Daniel laughing]

- [tape fast-forwarding]
- [clicking]

What's up, fucktards.
There's a wild beast sitting beside me


who really wants to say hello.

In fact, he's a dinosaur,
the only one to make it to our times.


Let me tell you now, boys and girls,

he's not just some faggy kids cartoon
that pretends to be a dinosaur.


He's the real deal, flesh and bone,
a certified raptor.


Anyway, just listen, our dinosaur wants
to say something


Raptor, tell us now, how old are you?

- [raspy male voice] Oh. I won't say.
- [eerie music plays]

[Daniel] But, um, are you old,
for a dinosaur?


[raspy voice] Young.

[Daniel] Hm.

Too young. You know why?
Because you're a fake dinosaur.


[raspy voice laughing]
I'm gonna whack everyone soon anyway.

Especially little f*cking perverts
like you.


[Daniel laughs] f*ck off.

[raspy voice laughing]

[phone ringing]

[Jass sighs]

Hi, Dad.

- Yep, it's your dad. How are you?
- I'm good.

- Where are you?
- I'm at home.

Why didn't you pick up the landline?

Hey. Anna, sweetheart?

- It's broken.
- Oh.

How are you? Do you need anything?

Like what?

Do you have, uh... money?

Of course I do.

- Oh, good.
- [Jass sighs]

Everyone's focused on health
and happiness.


- But you need money to get those things.
- Yeah, I know that.

- [Jass] Are you okay?
- Yeah, I guess you could say that.

- [Jass] And mama?
- She's fine.

Did she ask about me?

Anna, honey, you know how she is.

[Jass sighs]

- Call us sometimes, okay?
- I will, Dad.

[water running]

[water turns off]

[dog barks]

[male reporter] Contact with
the flood victims who are stranded inside


has been limited.

An erupting epidemic
has the population afraid...


[sharp knocking]

The distribution of vaccinations
is moving slow...


[Wanycz sighs]

...rarely are able to reach the areas
with the most needs.


Many victims are stranded...

[sharp knocking]

[door unlocking, opening]

...and WOPR employees are trying...

What's up?

- [Piotr sighing]
- [TV clicks off]

So, we're working on a big story about
what happened in the forest after the w*r.

[Piotr] We can finally write
about the truth, about the town's sins.

[sighs] The flood gave us a good pretext.

These are not your sins.

You write it.

No.

[Piotr] You're one of few left
who still remembers.

Do you really think anything's
changed here since you left?

[papers rustle]

[Wanycz] The town doesn't want the truth.

Elsa Koepke.

We can cover your travel expenses.

If you found her, we'd have someone
from the other side of the barbed wire.

You'll find your own way out.

Do you still have the album
with her painting?

I was just asking.

I don't give a sh*t about small towns.

[footsteps departing]

[door opening]

[door shuts]

[eerie instrumental music plays]

[music rising]

[music building]

[wood clacking]

[soldiers speaking Russian]

[Witek] Elsa.

[soldier laughing]

[soldiers speaking Russian]

[Witek sighing]

[soldier yells in Russian]

[woman crying indistinctly]

[soldiers yelling in Russian]

[soldier 1] Faster!

Faster, I said!

[soldiers laugh]

[soldier 1] It'll be hot and fun.
Faster, faster, faster!

- [soldier 2] Line up.
- [soldier 3] Faster!

[soldier 2] Line up.

[soldier speaks Russian]

[soldier 2] Faster!

[soldiers speaking Russian]

[soldier 2] Bend your legs!

Lower!

Lower, fascist pigs!

- [soldier mutters]
- [prisoners shivering, panting]

[soldiers speaking Russian, laughing]

- [prisoner groans]
- [woman screams]

[woman sobbing]

[Witek panting]

[Witek gasps]

- Wanycz? What the f*ck are you doing here?
- Nothing. I just...

Get out! Don't let me catch you here.

Go!

[feet running]

[soldier sniffing]

[soldiers speaking Russian, laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

[horse neighing]

[Witek panting]

[boy and man grunting]

[man laughing]

It's a Swiss watch!

Hey twat!
Where did you get a piece like that?

[boy] From my dad!

Your dad? Maybe you're a kike then?

Show us your d*ck then!

- Come on. Whip it out!
- [man laughs] Show us.

Hey. Come on. Leave him alone.

Why so nosy tonight, Wanycz?
You don't like your teeth?

[Witek] f*ck you, Grochowiak.

Why so uptight?
That German whore didn't let you f*ck?

Didn't you suck a d*ck
or two already, Kielak?

Leave the little sh*t alone.

[boy grunting]

[boy yelping, groaning]

[men grunting]

[man] Hey! What are you doing down there,
you punks?

Get out of here!

- [boy groaning, coughing]
- [Kielak grunting]

See you later, volksdeutsche.

[boy crying]

[indistinct chatter]

[boy groaning, spitting]

[Witek grunting]

[boy groans]

Witek!

- Witek! Come over here!
- [boy gasping]

Don't even think of telling anyone
about this.

- [boy coughs]
- You hear me?

Or I'll break both your legs.

[Witek chuckles]
You'll be fine.

- [horse neighing]
- [boy groaning]

[indistinct chatter]

[woman] Ah. Look, it's beautiful here.

Mama, what's going on?

[mother] We'll finally get to live
like human beings.

[Witek sighs]

- But it doesn't belong to us.
- [mother] It does, it does.

- And the Germans?
- What about them? They'll never come back.

Oh! Better go help your dad
with the luggage.

[father] Put it here, guys.

[clanking]

And where have you been all day?

Guess we can't count on you anymore?

- I was playing stickball.
- Stop lying.

Kielak and his g*ng were looking for you.
Don't treat me like a fool.

[woman] Władek!

Time's wasting.

Now go walk your aunt to her new place.

There's some lowlifes hanging around.

Go on. Now!

[soldiers laughing]

[aunt] Girls must go wild for you.

- Had a girlfriend?
- [Witek sighs] No.

[both laughing]

- Why are you laughing?
- You can tell your aunt.

I know you do.

[aunt laughing]

Oh, we're here.

- Come in a minute.
- [sighs] I should get back.

- Father's waiting.
- Oh, blame it on me.

[aunt laughing]

Come. I'll show you something interesting.

[soldiers chatting indistinctly]

[elevator groaning]

[wind wailing]

[door creaking]

- [Witek] Nobody lives here?
- It's vacant now.

[sighs] Waiting for special guests.

From the east.

[aunt chuckling]

[aunt] I heard you like to draw?

[switch clicks]

Now and then.

Have a look. The Germans left
some albums in the bookcase.

Go on.

[aunt chuckling]

[aunt humming]

[phonograph static]

[switch clicking

[lively instrumental music plays]

Anything interesting?

- [aunt] Hey.
- [both laugh]

You can come here and study
anytime you want, you know?

I sure will, Auntie.

Want some water?

[door bell rings]

You should get going now.

Dad will get mad at you.

Go on. And my best to your dad.

Thank you.

[water boiling]

- Cream with your coffee?
- [Jass] No, thanks.

[Mika] I'll have... some please.

[clinking]

[distant children's chatter]

[Mika slurping]

Mm. Very tasty.

What are you feeling?

[mother sighs]

Nothing.

I know a good psychologist.

- Maybe seeing a professional could help.
- No, thank you. I'll be okay.

Have you ever heard of a...

[Mika stutters]

...person who goes by Raptor?

No. Never. Who is that?

We're just checking out different leads.

[Mika slurping, swallowing]

May I see your son's room?

[footsteps leaving]

Did you ever find that Daniel
would steal money from you?

No, never.

[children yelling indistinctly]

[Mika] In school they say
he used to have a...

lot of cash on him.
You don't know where it came from?

- Well, he didn't get it from me.
- Maybe his father?

- [mother] I doubt it.
- Why?

We're separated.

[inhaling] My husband stays
with his organization now.

[footsteps]

What organization?

[eerie instrumental music plays]

[male voice] As for what you see here,

there will come a time when not one stone
on earth will be left standing.

Lukas, chapter 21, verse 6.

Armageddon is close.

And it will cleanse this evil world.

Worselites.

[parishioner clears throat]

[pastor] Because when it arrives,
so will the kingdom of God.

- Therefore...
- [man] Excuse me.

Are you here to learn about
our community?

[stuttering] No.

Well, we are in a session.

- So, if you wouldn't mind...
- We're here for that man.

[pastor] The Jehovah's Witnesses
shall be among the saved,

liberated from all evil.

While the Devil, and the Harlot,
and Babylon the Great

shall be completely annihilated.

[indistinct chatter]

Police, for you.

Mm. Thank you.

I'm sorry for our poor hospitality.
We're in a new building.

We're not settled in.

- I presume you're here about my son?
- [Jass] Yes.

- We wanted to ask you some questions.
- I foresaw you coming.

- [Mika sighs]
- The boy chose evil.

I tried, maybe not hard enough,
but I did try.

And what did you try?

When my wife left our community,
I told her without Jehovah

she's leaving a space for the Devil
to do his work,

in her.

That she should fill it with faith.

Their lives were nothing but empty shelves

lacking in meaning.

[pastor] You understand.

[Jass inhaling]

When was the last time that you saw him?

Uh, a year ago.

[Mika stutters] Long time.

I'm a busy man.

Taking that Bible and walking around?

How about seeing your son more... often?

Is there a specific question
you came to ask?

A reason for your visit?

Have you heard of someone called Raptor?

No, I have not.

- [Jass] Did your son have enemies?
- [sighing] I don't know.

When may we receive his body?

Mirosław would like to bury him.

It will remain in the morgue
until our case work is finished.

What case work?
He drowned, didn't he?

Thanks for your time.

[Mirosław breathes heavily]

There was evil in that boy.

"Whatsoever a man soweth
that he shall also reap."

[indistinct chatter]

He didn't seem to miss his son too much.
Even for a f*cking nutjob, no?

[birds chirping]

"Whatsoever a man soweth
that he shall reap."

[stutters] Yoda bullshit.

[Mika sighing]

[door opening]

[Mika grunts]

To me the...

mother's also suspicious.

[Jass] I searched his room,
but I couldn't find a Walkman.

[sighing] Maybe it sank in the woods.

[hip-hop music plays]

[fast-forwarding]

[Daniel] One, two, mic check, mic check.

If I had his parents, I'd talk to a tape...

recorder, too.

Special recording
before the end of the world.


Only for the loser
p*rn junkie old fossils.


Okay, dipshits. Now you'll hear
how the real fossils f*ck.


Finally, something interesting.

[female, male panting, groaning]

[tape distorting]

[clicking]

[tape slowing down]

[Mika grunting]

Oh, f*ck.

German-made cr... crap.

Go on.

- [indistinct chatter]
- [phones ringing]

[gate buzzing]

You eat anymore, you're gonna get...
stuck in that chair.

- All right.
- [Jarek] Hey! I fixed the tape recorder.

Great. Now fix this one.

[chief] How nice you two stopped in.

We need to have a talk.

In my office.

[gate buzzing]

May I kindly ask what the f*ck
is going on?

Where you been all day?

What's wrong, Jass?
You need an invitation?

There's no Miami Vice sh*t here,

cruising around town all day,
racking up a bill.

You think we get our gasoline free
on a silver platter?

Feel like sitting in a car,
I'll give you traffic duty.

We wanted to check leads
for the case of the drowned boy.

Leads?

The investigation is closed.

And why can't the family
get the body from the coroner?

We think it's...

po... po...

What's po... po...?

f*ck me, Mika. Say what you want to say.

- I mean it's...
- Possible...

...to suggest that the drowning wasn't...

ordinary.

I'm losing my f*cking mind.

Tell me, Mika.

Did you suddenly develop sh*t for brains?

Or are you trying to become a lifeguard?
Since you can't seem to leave this kid be.

[chief inhaling]

Listen carefully, the case is closed.

- Do I make myself clear?
- [Jass sighs]

Tomorrow morning,
we'll return the boy to his parents.

- Tomorrow's not going to...
- Shh!

If you keep pushing this sh*t,
you'll be telling your metro buddies

how fun it is clocking kraut truckers
on the highway!

Class dismissed.

Now, get out.

[chief] Go do some work.

Policing is not a hobby.
It's a real f*cking profession!

[Mika] I mean,
it can be a profession and a...

passion.

Passion? Hm.

[phones ringing]

THE EVENING COURIER

[engine shuts off]

[Piotr sighing]

[papers rustling]

Excuse me. I'm looking for Mr. Drewicz.

- Actually, I haven't seen him.
- Excuse me. Are you looking for someone?

Mister Drewicz, yes.

- He hasn't been in today.
- I know that.

Maybe I can be of assistance?

Editor-in-chief, Piotr Zarzycki.

Sergeant Anna Jass, police.

Oh.

Well, then. Follow me.

Can we go talk somewhere else?

[rock music plays in background]

[female vocalist sings in Polish]

[indistinct chatter]

- Here you are.
- Thank you.

Did you know there are two types
of people:

there's wuzetkas lovers,
and eclair lovers.

I don't like either of those.

[Piotr lip-smacks]

So, what do you want with Drewicz?

I wanted to tell him
he was right about the flood wall.

[Piotr] I don't understand.
[sipping coffee]

The damn breach wasn't an accident.

So you want us
to write something about it?

A 12-year-old boy drowned there.

They're gonna hand over his body
to the family, but I need more time.

[Piotr sighs]

Sergeant, we're an independent newspaper.

Independent from the police, too.

I met a school counselor
with the same last name as you.

Is that a coincidence?

[Jass] If I'm not mistaken,
you live at the Oaza Estate.

No, you're not mistaken.

But why does that matter?

It doesn't.

But it would be really awkward to find out

that the editor-in-chief
of an independent paper

lived in the estate the flood bank
was blown up to save.

[Piotr sighs]

Continue.

If the flood bank at Gronty hadn't burst,

your new home would be underwater
and that boy would be alive.

[Piotr sighs]

I only need a small leak.
A short anonymous note on the front page.

[Piotr sniffing]

Okay. But I want something from you.
Also, anonymous.

[Piotr sighs]

I want to know...

Why did the investigation
into the case of young Kielak get shelved?

[Piotr] I want to know
all the current findings and hypotheses.

What is your Zodiac sign?

Sagittarius.

And what about your sign?

I will see what I can do.

[dishes clinking]

[ominous instrumental music plays]

[music building]

[music swelling]

[splashing]

[Wanycz blowing]

[frogs croaking]

[insects chirping]

[water sloshing]

[water splashing]

What are you doing here?

I came out to reminisce.

And you?

That's funny. The last place we met
was also a cemetery. Do you remember?

You're writing about the camp?

[Drewicz] No.

[Wanycz] What are you doing here?

Looking for a reason.

Reason?

The reason a kid d*ed.

[Wanycz] Listen.

Your daughter had no choice.

She was beyond help.

You don't get it, as usual.

[night birds chirping]

[pop music plays]

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

♪ You are swimming through the darkness
All alone ♪


♪ While listening to your heart's
Mystical call ♪


♪ Stars are shining like pure rubies ♪

♪ And only a song can be heard
In the distance ♪


♪ It's your azimuth... ♪

Excuse me, sir. Is it you?

- What?
- Oh, nothing.

♪ It's your hell, and your sweet... ♪

Good evening.

No, thank you.

♪ On the verge of life ♪

♪ Lorelei! ♪

♪ You will reach the shore... ♪

[bartender] The guy you're looking for
is sitting over there.

The one with the cell phone.

♪ She is the best ♪

♪ Lorelei! ♪

♪ Crazy and cursed... ♪

[Drewicz] Good evening. Kazimierz.

Sorry for being late.

Be brief.

Uh... Is it true you were a sapper?

A glass, please.

Yeah. Second Unit.

- What do you want to know?
- Is it possible to blow up a dike?

- What kind?
- Uh... A flood... A flood wall.

♪ Her eyes are full of ocean waves... ♪

Where did you say you work?

I'm writing a book.
Um, a kind of thriller.

You'll see it when it comes out
on newsstands.

- Seriously?
- [Drewicz] Mm.

I like stories like that.

What's it called?

I don't know yet. So, is it possible?

Everything is.

♪ You're constantly swimming
Toward her... ♪


- [man] So, where's the dike?
- Nowhere.

It's a hypothetical.

[chuckles] Come on. What are you doing?

Trying to trick an old bear
with some fake honey, huh?

I'm a writer for the Courier.

You think someone f*cked with
the Gronty dike?

Like I said, it's just a hypothesis.

But could it have been done in a way
where no one could notice?

You know...

flood banks are all constructed
in different ways.

They're made up of multiple layers.

[man] First the expl*sives would have to
be planted in the base of the structure,

so that the small explosions
are not seen or heard from the outside,

yet the whole structure on the inside
is weakened.

[eerie music plays]

[gasps] Do you know anyone
who could do it?

[man] Sure, why not.

The only one I know is right
in front of you. Cheers!

[man swallows, coughs]
I'm joking.

How much do I owe you?

[man] This one's on me.

Thanks so much. Thank you.

I thought I was the only one in a hurry.

[women laughing]

[eerie instrumental music plays]

[cheerful lobby music plays]

The police officer living here,
is she in?

Yes.

Can you call her for me?

- It's late.
- [Drewicz snorts]

Just f*cking do it.

[dialing sharply]

[phone ringing]

No! Wait, wait!

[Drewicz panting]

[Drewicz grunting]

[eerie instrumental music plays]

[concierge snorts]

[receiver hangs up]

Someone called?

No.

[door shutting]

Thanks.

[siren wailing]

[Drewicz panting]

[eerie music building]

[Drewicz panting]

[engine revving]

- [tires screech]
- [Drewicz grunts]

[tires screeching]

♪ So finally I'll tell you
What I really think ♪


♪ Right to your face ♪

♪ When I see you ♪

♪ I'm ashamed that you still
Walk this earth ♪


♪ And be aware that now I know
All the answers ♪


♪ Come on, say somethin ♪

♪ Say something ♪

♪ To everything, to everything I have
An acute reaction ♪


♪ You won't run away from me now ♪

♪ You cover your face from the blow ♪

♪ And make a million stupid faces ♪

♪ Just you wait ♪

♪ Just wait ♪

♪ I’ll do you up good ♪

♪ You mimic ♪

♪ You mimic everything I do ♪

♪ I’m sick and tired of you ♪

♪ I’m tired of your empty stare ♪

♪ Just wait, I’ll brake the mirror ♪

♪ Yes, yes ♪

♪ Yes, yes, that guy in the mirror
Unfortunately is me ♪


♪ Yes, yes, that’s me ♪

♪ Yes, yes, that guy in the mirror
Unfortunately is me ♪


♪ Yes, yes, that’s me ♪

♪ You're doing it now
When no one can hear you ♪


♪ Don't worry, you're alone in the house ♪

♪ You fill up the bathtub
With warm water ♪


♪ And announce to the mirror
That you want to change the world ♪


♪ I know
You’re putting in a little effort ♪


♪ But tell me
How many days have you spent ♪


In front of the mirror?

♪ Yes, yes, that guy in the mirror
Unfortunately is me ♪


♪ Yes, yes, that’s me ♪

♪ Yes, yes, that guy in the mirror
Unfortunately is me ♪


♪ Yes, yes, that’s me ♪

♪ Even I
Even I don’t believe you anymore ♪


♪ Calm down, hide your tongue ♪

♪ Okay, I know you tried, calm down ♪

♪ You had zero sleep yesterday ♪

♪ Yes, yes, that guy in the mirror
Unfortunately is me ♪


♪ Yes, yes, that’s me ♪

♪ Yes, yes, that guy in the mirror
Unfortunately is me ♪


♪ Yes, yes, that’s me ♪

♪ Yes, yes ♪

♪ Yes, yes ♪

♪ Yes, yes ♪
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